Los Angeles, California
5:00 p.m.
November 22nd, 2015
Onika Tanya Miraj"Baby you can't leave. I want you to stay." I whined, wrapping my arms around August's neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pecked my lips.
"Ima miss ya too baybeh. But I gotta do dis, dis how I make money."
"I know."
"Na' ya remember what ta' do while I'm gone?"
"Yes."
"What I say?"
"If anything goes wrong, call you and you'll be on the first plane here. Its easy to remember."
"Don't get smart."
"August we have to go!" His manager called. "You betta not be doing shit with them groupies."
"No groupies on da' tour bus, dats da' number one rule."
"Okay. I love you baby."
"I luh ya too baybeh. Gimme a kiss." I stood on my toes and kissed him softly.
"August lets go!" She called again. I huffed and pulled away. He kissed my forehead again and jogged over to the tour bus. I guess its just me, myself and I again.
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I sat on the couch chugging my mouth with barbecue chips and my phone rung. It was Chris. What did this nigga want?
"What do you want?"
"Dang I can't get a proper greeting?"
"I'm busy. What do you want?"
"I'm bored and I need somebody to talk to."
"Um isn't that what your girlfriend's for?"
"She's not here. She's never here anymore." He mumbled.
"Well I can't help you with that. You on your own."
"Can I come over?"
"No Chris."
"Please. I promise I won't try anything. I'm just bored as hell." He pleaded. I sighed. "Fine."
"Thanks. I'll be over there in ten minutes."
I hung up and sat my phone down. What did I just do?
Los Angeles, California
7:40 p.m.
November 22nd, 2015
Christopher Maurice BrownI was surprised when she said I could come over. I gotta get ready real quick. Take a quick shower, get dressed, etc. After getting dressed, I put on some Usher cologne. Gotta smell good. I reached into my dresser drawer and pulled out three condoms. I grabbed a snapback out the closet along with a pair of socks and Nike slides. I grabbed my keys and phone and went outside into the garage.
It didn't take long to get to Nika's house cause I was rushing. I jogged up the steps on her porch and rung her doorbell. She opened the door wearing tights and a half shirt. I licked my lips staring down at her chest. She walked away and I followed, closing the door behind her. "Hey to you too."
"Why are you here? If there was nothing to do at your house, what made you think there was something going on over here?"
I sat beside her. "Ion know. Just needed to get out the house."
"Then why didn't you go to the club or something like you been doing?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to see you and your pretty face." I kissed her cheek. She giggled and blushed. Her phone started ringing. Damn, whoever that is just ruined the moment.
"Hey August...I miss you too...a week?! Why?! I'm not....I will...tomorrow...okay...I love you too...bye."
"What happened?"
"August is gonna be gone for a week. I'm gonna miss him." She said lowly. I hated seeing her sad like this. I embraced her in a hug and she hesitantly hugged back. Then I kissed her neck softly. "Chris?"
"Shh, don't fight it. Give in." She pulled away and crashed her lips onto mine. I laid her on her back gently and lifted her legs up.
"Condom." She breathed. I reached into my pocket and pulled all three out. "I hate you." She growled and pulled me back down.
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Onika Tanya Miraj
"Fuck!" I screamed. "What? What's wrong?"
"You! I wasn't supposed to do this! Ugh! I'm so disgusting!"
"No you not. Don't say that."
"You ain't no better! I'm supposed to be faithful to August but its your fucking fault that he's gon break up with me!"
"He not gon find out."
"Yes he is. Ima tell him." I picked up my phone. He grabbed it out my hand. "No you not. If you do, he gon kill both of us."
"Oh my god I'm so stupid!" I covered my face.
"Look I'm sorry for fucking you but I couldn't help myself. Just please don't tell August." He begged. Something is seriously wrong with this man.
"Chris you just don't get it. August is the first man I've ever had a real relationship with and I don't want anything to fuck it up. Your girlfriend used to you cheating on her, but I don't wanna do that to August. He too nice."
"I understand."
"No you don't. You know what, you need to leave. I don't wanna see around here for at least a week. I mean it."
"Alright. I'm gone."
"Bye." I fell onto the bed, exhausted, yet afraid. What am I gon tell August?
Christopher Maurice Brown
Damn Chris. Damn damn damn! Why did I have to go and fuck Nika like that? Now August gon kill me. I'm too sexy to die. When I got to the house, I finally seen Kae's car in the garage. Good she's here. Now I won't be bored. I walked in the house and she was on her phone.
"Hey baby." I smiled. She shushed me. "I'm on the phone with a photographer. Five minutes."
"Yea..Okay...Next month? Thank you!" She hung up and jumped in my arms. "What happened?"
"That was a photographer from vogue. He wants to do a Christmas themed photo shoot next month."
"Congratulations babe."
"And guess what else, I'm auditioning for a role in a show two months from now."
"That's great."
"I know!" She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Now where were you?"
"Ty's house. We was just chilling." I lied.
"Okay that's cool."
12:00 a.m.
I snuck out of bed, taking my phone downstairs with me. I scrolled through my messages, looking for Nika's contact. I found it and sent her a message.
I need to talk to you: 12:01 a.m. BigDaddyBreezy
NikaBear, 12:02 a.m.: About what
About today. Im sorry: 12:04 a.m. BigDaddyBreezy
NikaBear, 12:07 a.m.: Its cool.
And I want you back. Just me and you: 12:10 a.m. BigDaddyBreezy
She never texted back. I guess she doesn't want me back.
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So should Nika take Chris back? Should she tell August about what happened? Comment. Y'all should read Standing Ovation by Infinity_Purple. That story is the bomb. Also I wanna start a Kayla Phillips story and an India Westbrooks story, should I? I need you guys opinions. Be breezy!
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